It was a Sunday afternoon at BATHHOUSE in Flatiron. The letters themselves practically screamed at me.
When the guy with the long beard and scraggly hair had first started yelling in the main pool room to follow him into the sauna for an “aufguss,” I thought everyone would politely ignore him, like a guy yelling on the su…
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